This was obviously said specifically for the people in the room to hear.
"In that case, let me help you!" Cang Lang also shouted: "Jiang Jian, take action and kill him!"
"Yes!" After receiving the order, Jiang Jian, who had long been impatient, raised his sword and rushed over. The scimitar simultaneously drew out a cold light.
"Stop!" At this moment, a man's voice came from behind Fang Chengdong and others.
Immediately afterwards, an afterimage rushed over at high speed, and the sword in his hand also drew a blade and hit Jiang Jian.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
After the two attacks collided, both sides retreated seven or eight steps, and their combat power was about equal.
"Huh!?" The visitor didn't expect Jiang Jian to be able to block his own sword, and was slightly surprised.
"If you have some ability, come again!" Although Jiang Jian is still injured, his fighting spirit will never be weakened by his injuries.
With a deep voice, he raised his knife and rushed out again.
"Jiang Jian!" Ling Hao stopped him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Before Ling Hao finished speaking, a group of people walked over from the lobby of a villa.
What was slightly surprising was that the leader turned out to be a woman.
He is twenty-three or four years old, with exquisite facial features, tall figure, noble temperament, and a proud expression on his face. At first glance, he is born into a wealthy family.
Moreover, he is not a weak martial artist. At a young age, he has already reached the level of the War Lord!
"Haha, the powerful family behind the Fang family turns out to be their family, which is interesting!" Ling Hao looked at the woman and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Brother, do you know her?" Canglang asked.
"Her name is Xiao Lingwei!" Ling Hao said lightly.
"The Xiao family!?"
Cang Lang and Xuan Pang were surprised and turned to look at Ling Hao at the same time.
Some of Ling Hao's secrets were known to his closest brothers, so when they heard the word Xiao, their hearts trembled.
It's such a coincidence!
While the three of them were talking, Xiao Lingwei led a group of people to a hundred meters away.
"Miss, thank you for your work!" Fang Chengdong bowed to the other party with a very humble attitude.
"Who gave you the right to be a shadow sect and ennoble people to the manor for no reason?"
Xiao Lingwei glanced at Fang Chengdong casually and then looked at Jiang Jian and asked coldly, with a tone like giving orders.
"A little girl is just here to join in the fun. She's doing whatever she has to do!" Jiang Jian frowned, unable to stand the condescending demeanor of the other party.
"Huh?" Xiao Lingwei frowned: "Palm mouth!"
"Yes!" A middle-aged man responded, his figure flashing towards Jiang Jian like a ghost.
The aura on his body rose at the same time, just like Xiao Lingwei, the warrior master had just begun to gain strength.
"Jiang Jian, be careful!" Cang Lang said in a deep voice, then pulled out a cold light and slashed out with his scimitar.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
After the sword flash passed, the man retreated five or six steps, and the cement floor under his feet cracked.
"Huh!?" After the man stabilized his figure, he looked at the wolf in surprise.
